After Wesson saw what all Santa brought to our house, we loaded up (still in our PJs) to head to the River to have Christmas with WellWell and PawPaw. I love, love, love wearing pajamas for 24 hours straight, snacking on anything edible in the kitchen, watching (or sleeping through) Christmas Vacation and of course playing with all the new goodies as we open them! Wesson liked it too because he ate a million Cheetos and drank all the juice he could get anyone to put in his new Big Boy Sippy Cup.
He is definitely my child. He knew exactly what to do with his stocking... pull all the goodies out!!!
Gigi and Scott brought him this awesome dump truck. After a quick skim of the instructions, Wesson was ready to work!
WellWell, this sure is an awesome present. What is it? Well Wesson, I don't know. You won't get off of it!
Seeing a trend... Yes, Wesson climbed all over every present that was more that 2" off the ground. Good thing we got to him right after this because Gigi's present wasn't full. He would have gone right through it!
And finally, lets not forget that this poor baby had the flu... Doesn't he just look pitiful?!?! He might have felt better if he would have let us get the thick layer of Cheeto off his face. Nonetheless, a precious picture!
